Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

Chapter 3369: Han Te Chuan (36) The price of victory

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These fragments are mixed with magical ripples and high-heat steam, like a mighty magma frenzy, sweeping in all directions.

The Hell Slayer, swept by the frenzy, first had his armor burnt, then his flesh was steamed, then torn off his bones by the shock wave, and finally his bones were burned to ashes. The whole process only took half a second. .

What is even more tragic is that the Hell Slayer Demons who stood relatively outside were not instantly killed by the magma frenzy, but their armor melted one after another and merged with their flesh and blood. Unable to bear the severe pain of the molten iron, they all wailed that life would be worse than death.

In an instant, a shocking hole appeared in the center of the prison-destroyer clan's originally rigorous battle formation, with the prison-destroyer cannon as the center. Thousands of prison-destroyers were torn apart, wiped out, and lost their lives.

And the destruction of the Prison Extermination Cannon dealt a severe blow to morale.

The prison-destroying clan's "turtle holding an umbrella" battle flag swayed under the devastation of the shock wave.

All the Prison Exterminators were heartbroken, looking at Black Jack flying higher and higher not far away, it was like looking at a majestic god descended from heaven.

Especially the witches of the Hell Slayer Clan, they were instantly conquered by Black Jack's heroism.

In the bloody battle against the demon world, the strong are respected, and tribes and bloodlines are not the focus. Even the heroes of the enemy will be respected and even worshiped as long as they perform miraculously.

"Woo-woo-woo-"

From behind the battle formation of the Prison Slayer, there was a sharp siren sound.

This is the meaning of holding the ground and withdrawing troops with gold.

Indeed, although not many soldiers were lost, morale fell to the bottom, and if the fight continued, it would simply consume the vital strength of both sides.

Maharaja Kuba is ambitious. His goal is to unify the entire magical world. He wants to conquer rather than destroy the various tribes in the bloody battle demon world. Naturally, he will not fight a meaningless war of attrition. It will really hurt both sides.

Although the morale of the coalition forces of the six races was greatly boosted, they were only breathed a sigh of relief. They had suffered heavy casualties in the first place, and they had ordered many sects with their own ghosts, but they did not have the ability to take advantage of the victory and pursue the attack. The siren of the retreat.

This short and tragic encounter came to an end for the time being. Both sides retreated to the vicinity of each other's magic teleportation array, licked their wounds, regrouped, and prepared to fight again the next day.

Black Jack and his harem group, surrounded by countless demons, came to the base camp of the coalition forces of the six races naturally in the attitude of heroes and warriors.

Black Jack really has many "old friends" in the bloody battle world.

Coupled with the performance of turning the tide just now, he has won the trust of all races in the devil world.

It is good to say that it is good to clean up the dust or celebrate the success. Black Jack quickly chatted and laughed with the leaders of the six major demons at the banquet, and got along well-at least on the surface, the other party readily accepted his support. The men called him brothers, and the women called him She winked at him, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

What's even more incredible is that after the banquet, Black Jack got into Queen Medusa's camp.

Soon, Teresa's familiar yet unfamiliar panting came from the tent.

Teresa watched everything with cold eyes.

For some reason, my heart became more vigilant and disgusted with Black Jack's actions.

She didn't know what happened to herself.

To be honest, Black Jack's method of destroying the Prison Cannon can be called "shocking and tyrannical".

Even if Teresa returned to her old body, it would be impossible for her to be as smooth and hearty as he was.

Moreover, he is not trying to be brave, and there is indeed a need to do so.

— This is the Demon Realm, and the demons are all ruthless, murderous guys, and they must be full of hostility towards outsiders like them.

If they jumped out rashly and said that they wanted to support the demons, they would definitely be suspicious, even if they were all slaughtered, it would be reasonable.

However, when the situation of the Allied Forces of the Six Clans was at its most critical, Black Jack destroyed the Prison Extermination Cannon in full view and became the hero who turned the tide. The situation was suddenly different.

Now, Black Jack has been firmly linked to the morale of the coalition forces of the six races. No matter who wants to kill him, it will cause a devastating blow to the morale of the coalition forces of the six races.

For now, they should be safe.

At least no one dared to attack them openly.

This guy Black Jack can be called "courageous and resourceful".

But Teresa still didn't like him.

Teresa didn't know if it was her own prejudice or even... jealousy.

But thinking about it carefully, especially comparing Black Jack and Yao Lao, she still feels that these two "heroes" are not the same.

Although Yao Lao often goes deep into the enemy's rear alone and single-handedly tries to turn the tide, but Yao Lao never manipulates others, and at most tries to influence others with his own actions and those very childish, high school-like remarks.

As for Black Jack... he basically regards everyone on both sides as his puppets, his puppets on strings.

The Shura battlefield, where tens of thousands of people lost their lives, was just a stage for him to make great achievements.

"I will never be your puppet, and I will never let Princess Axia, the sisters of the harem group, become your puppets forever!"

Theresa secretly said in her heart.

She left the banquet and came to the medical camp covered with snake staff banners.

After the fierce battle, the wounded were all over the ground, and the doctors of the Medusa tribe were treating the wounded soldiers in various strange and even horrifying ways.

The ground was full of blood, bandages and broken limbs, the air was filled with the pungent smell of blood and herbs, and there were bursts of wailing in the air.

Teresa sighed in her heart, endured the discomfort, and found the camp of the harem group.

The flower of victory must be watered with blood.

The invincible charge of the harem group attracted the attention of the Hell Slayer Demon Army, and it was only in exchange for Black Jack approaching quietly from the dome, and launching a dive with brilliance.

It is impossible for the harem group not to be injured in this process.

Among them, Natasha, the captain of the female mercenary, was the most seriously injured.

This tall, fit and war-loving girl with barbarian blood in the Great North didn't take her own life seriously at all. Her combat style was to wield a giant ax and a war hammer, throwing herself at the enemy's worst point time and time again. Throw it to a dense place, and then sweep the whole field.

In this battle, she reaped the lives of at least dozens of Hell Slayer Demons.

However, dozens of wounds, large and small, were left on his body. The deepest wound cut off the left shoulder blade, and almost didn't cut out the heart.

Rao applied the blessing and healing techniques of the elf Vera, the wound initially healed, and the bones were reconnected.

But the lost magic power and blood essence cannot be replenished for a while.

Her whole body was covered with blood-stained bandages, and her face, which was originally rosy and plump, was now pale and dry, like a mummy just lifted out of a coffin.